Post by clint Watson on Feb 27, 2007 2:52:24 GMT -5
Clint drove through the streets of Salem. Like so many places he had seen action it was so "normal" people going about their daily business, blissfully unaware of the danger that lurked just below the surface.
Sure there were dangers people were aware of; drugs, muggings, murders, house prices falling. But compared to what Clint knew were out there these things were childs play. Although that phrase often made Clint laugh. After all how often was it that the horros from childhood came real; demons, monsters, vampires, boogeymen.
Clint knew he was dangerously jaded. But a decade of fighting both human monsters, and the more supernatural variety , had left him with his World weary outlook. At the last moment Clint decided against going back to his hotel room. Hanging a right he headed towards Salem's Mall.
(To Mall)
Sure there were dangers people were aware of; drugs, muggings, murders, house prices falling. But compared to what Clint knew were out there these things were childs play. Although that phrase often made Clint laugh. After all how often was it that the horros from childhood came real; demons, monsters, vampires, boogeymen.
Clint knew he was dangerously jaded. But a decade of fighting both human monsters, and the more supernatural variety , had left him with his World weary outlook. At the last moment Clint decided against going back to his hotel room. Hanging a right he headed towards Salem's Mall.
(To Mall)